Submissions by Daffodil32
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
21st Dec 2018 3:50pm
21st Dec 2018 3:50pm
i love birds, my feathered friends
this morning i felt sad, my inner world was making me sink
and my mind was like a deflated balloon aching to feel alive
sinking sinking i felt sad and beaten down
i stepped onto the landing treading downstairs with my bored feet
i needed a cup of tea
i needed to wake up from sleepy somber land
and escape from a dazey dream
before i made my cup of tea i opened the patio door
eyes eagerly seeking a bird or two
they were sitting safely on the trees thin fingers
tweeting sweetly, singing songs from their tender soul
making music of...
and my mind was like a deflated balloon aching to feel alive
sinking sinking i felt sad and beaten down
i stepped onto the landing treading downstairs with my bored feet
i needed a cup of tea
i needed to wake up from sleepy somber land
and escape from a dazey dream
before i made my cup of tea i opened the patio door
eyes eagerly seeking a bird or two
they were sitting safely on the trees thin fingers
tweeting sweetly, singing songs from their tender soul
making music of...
#nature
650 reads
9 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
21st Dec 2018 3:20pm
21st Dec 2018 3:20pm
the robin in our garden
the red robin sits alone in a garden
simply safe between wonderful wings
she perches with thin tender legs
at the end of a green hedge
standing out so beautifully like a flame
a orange friendly flicker fluttering away
she is a butterfly caught in plain view
hiding so i could no longer see the red robin chest
maybe she was self conscious and shy
so she scurried away like a little mouse
scared of being noticed
scared of being found
her chest burns boldly like bronze
a fire for all to see
nestling against the...
simply safe between wonderful wings
she perches with thin tender legs
at the end of a green hedge
standing out so beautifully like a flame
a orange friendly flicker fluttering away
she is a butterfly caught in plain view
hiding so i could no longer see the red robin chest
maybe she was self conscious and shy
so she scurried away like a little mouse
scared of being noticed
scared of being found
her chest burns boldly like bronze
a fire for all to see
nestling against the...
#nature
548 reads
3 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
4th Dec 2018 10:00am
4th Dec 2018 10:00am
the trapped butterfly
i'm wanting to write
but my eyes are threatening tears
and my mind is torn and tired
i feel in a lonely cage
lonely lost little
terribly trapped and contained
like a mouse in a house
on the floorboards
no escape
the wrong place
the wrong time
knowing i should be free
i'm a bird without the wings to fly
no rights to an adventure
run that field
fly in the direction of my choice
i am trapped
four sides to this house
four sides to my life
four sides to my days
it's all pretty much...
but my eyes are threatening tears
and my mind is torn and tired
i feel in a lonely cage
lonely lost little
terribly trapped and contained
like a mouse in a house
on the floorboards
no escape
the wrong place
the wrong time
knowing i should be free
i'm a bird without the wings to fly
no rights to an adventure
run that field
fly in the direction of my choice
i am trapped
four sides to this house
four sides to my life
four sides to my days
it's all pretty much...
#sadness
#nature
756 reads
9 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
24th Nov 2018 1:49pm
24th Nov 2018 1:49pm
the bare exposed tree
this morning i glanced to the tree
standing outside the front door
and i thought to myself
such a tree should not be standing bare
a person walks their walk
coats, boots, hats and gloves
comforted , protected from the elements
they can smile at the knowledge of being covered
like a fire preventing a cold chill from occuring upon ones skin
goosebumps gratefully sit in the air
people are ok but the tree's cry
already stripped of leaves, cold every day
and the tree outside of my windowpane
sad shy angry and helpless
to the...
standing outside the front door
and i thought to myself
such a tree should not be standing bare
a person walks their walk
coats, boots, hats and gloves
comforted , protected from the elements
they can smile at the knowledge of being covered
like a fire preventing a cold chill from occuring upon ones skin
goosebumps gratefully sit in the air
people are ok but the tree's cry
already stripped of leaves, cold every day
and the tree outside of my windowpane
sad shy angry and helpless
to the...
#sadness
#trees
#frustration #suffering
#frustration #suffering
653 reads
11 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
23rd Nov 2018 9:39pm
23rd Nov 2018 9:39pm
the unprotected dolphin
the dolphin swims in a foreign sea
confused and perplexedly out of place
frightened
her boundaries are thin
strangers swim so close
feelings of security and protection waver
in a sad sea where strangers lurk
nobody cares to welcome the newbie
swamped down
uncared for
threatened by fish
swimming in the direction of her choice
accidentally swooshing by her side
or purposefully prying upon her vulnerability
disregarding the need for safe security
space protection and freedom
she swims around like a fool...
confused and perplexedly out of place
frightened
her boundaries are thin
strangers swim so close
feelings of security and protection waver
in a sad sea where strangers lurk
nobody cares to welcome the newbie
swamped down
uncared for
threatened by fish
swimming in the direction of her choice
accidentally swooshing by her side
or purposefully prying upon her vulnerability
disregarding the need for safe security
space protection and freedom
she swims around like a fool...
#sadness
#grief
#universe #fish
#universe #fish
519 reads
4 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
17th Nov 2018 12:50pm
17th Nov 2018 12:50pm
i am the grass
I am the grass
unable to grow beyond a certain point
restricted to a few centimeters
the soil affected me without realising
and i continued to feel insignificant
incapable of loving my inner and outer skin
passive and helpless
when it came to the world around me
people stood on me
boots made me feel like nothing
lawnmowers cut me down
without my asking
in the past i was bruised
and in the present
i still suffer the consequences
feeling like i am here to be trodden on
to be...
unable to grow beyond a certain point
restricted to a few centimeters
the soil affected me without realising
and i continued to feel insignificant
incapable of loving my inner and outer skin
passive and helpless
when it came to the world around me
people stood on me
boots made me feel like nothing
lawnmowers cut me down
without my asking
in the past i was bruised
and in the present
i still suffer the consequences
feeling like i am here to be trodden on
to be...
#sadness
#anger
#grief
#confusion
#despair
647 reads
5 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
16th Nov 2018 5:31pm
16th Nov 2018 5:31pm
life, an easy ride or a struggle ....
some people's lives are like easy journeys on the road
the destination achievable, the line stress free
the drivers wheel is turned with capability
control living between their two hands
their lives are like playdough, manageable
changing shape to their desired will
they turn left, right
put the breaks on at the traffic lights
sit and wait for their easy journey to continue
it sometimes seems like those who can drive with confidence
a universe by their side and soft strong hands
they are the ones who can reach a...
the destination achievable, the line stress free
the drivers wheel is turned with capability
control living between their two hands
their lives are like playdough, manageable
changing shape to their desired will
they turn left, right
put the breaks on at the traffic lights
sit and wait for their easy journey to continue
it sometimes seems like those who can drive with confidence
a universe by their side and soft strong hands
they are the ones who can reach a...
#anger
#earth
#universe
#disappointment
#denial
604 reads
6 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
20th Sep 2018 4:02pm
20th Sep 2018 4:02pm
insecurity .... and questions
Insecurity is like a bag of confused colours
there is no certainty of tone
unlike confidence, strong and assured
insecurity feels mixed and doubtful
a muddled bag of confused colours
floating around the mind
making one question
making us wander and doubt ourselves
sometimes we do not realise its presence
then it pops in its stupid head
just to annoy you
you think and question
am i good enough?
or did i say something wrong ?
do my problems and struggles deter you
from speaking to me
...
there is no certainty of tone
unlike confidence, strong and assured
insecurity feels mixed and doubtful
a muddled bag of confused colours
floating around the mind
making one question
making us wander and doubt ourselves
sometimes we do not realise its presence
then it pops in its stupid head
just to annoy you
you think and question
am i good enough?
or did i say something wrong ?
do my problems and struggles deter you
from speaking to me
...
#identity
#LifeStruggles
#humankind #myself
#humankind #myself
944 reads
13 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
11th Sep 2018 8:31am
11th Sep 2018 8:31am
I am the moon
I am the moon, sitting, standing still
floating in blue or black
never have i known a different world to this
when i am feeling scared and useless
i do wander , could i ever make movements
perhaps live elsewhere
see more then just two colours
around my white weary skin
befuddled by the same situations
confused because all i have ever seen
are the two same colours
i have lived in tedious ways for so long
sat here in a never-rending sky of blue or black
sometimes i hide behind the sky
and...
floating in blue or black
never have i known a different world to this
when i am feeling scared and useless
i do wander , could i ever make movements
perhaps live elsewhere
see more then just two colours
around my white weary skin
befuddled by the same situations
confused because all i have ever seen
are the two same colours
i have lived in tedious ways for so long
sat here in a never-rending sky of blue or black
sometimes i hide behind the sky
and...
#moon
#frustration
#confusion #FeelingTrapped
#confusion #FeelingTrapped
752 reads
15 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
6th Sep 2018 12:50pm
6th Sep 2018 12:50pm
my past is like a coat without beautiful buttons
good memories are missing
like buttons which should live on a coat
they are missing from my life, my core
it feels so wrong to be a coat without the buttons
so much of the time
to look back and realise all was incorrect
and important materials were very much missing
it pains me because the nicer times are so few
how can i look at my past and smile?
how can i not cry ?when all was so wrong?
i am lighter when my mind
is not wandering into the past, fearing the future
or feeling bad in the present
but i do not...
like buttons which should live on a coat
they are missing from my life, my core
it feels so wrong to be a coat without the buttons
so much of the time
to look back and realise all was incorrect
and important materials were very much missing
it pains me because the nicer times are so few
how can i look at my past and smile?
how can i not cry ?when all was so wrong?
i am lighter when my mind
is not wandering into the past, fearing the future
or feeling bad in the present
but i do not...
#sadness
#LifeStruggles
#confusion
#denial
#emptiness
629 reads
18 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
4th Sep 2018 11:50pm
4th Sep 2018 11:50pm
when reality confuses you
this is the scene, in my bedroom, a weird dream
reality is hurting my mind
i'm standing and staring at my life in confusion
i guess it's like staring out of your open window
you know the sky is meant to be blue
and the clouds are meant to be white
but nothing is as it should be
the sky is an array of confusing colours
and the clouds do not even look like clouds
you close and open your eye's
hoping to see a normal sane scene
maybe you were dreaming the image in front of you
but no , that abnormal sky stays
...
reality is hurting my mind
i'm standing and staring at my life in confusion
i guess it's like staring out of your open window
you know the sky is meant to be blue
and the clouds are meant to be white
but nothing is as it should be
the sky is an array of confusing colours
and the clouds do not even look like clouds
you close and open your eye's
hoping to see a normal sane scene
maybe you were dreaming the image in front of you
but no , that abnormal sky stays
...
#sadness
#anger
#frustration
#confusion
#disappointment
830 reads
10 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
2nd Sep 2018 00:57am
2nd Sep 2018 00:57am
trodden on by trauma
laying here writing on a poem
of which i have no clue
so i start to write
tired, disconnected, dreamy
head in the clouds
a mind half asleep
struggling to think of words
for the next line
now line after line
the words are starting to flow
so steadily through me
writing in pace with my thoughts
i am a little sad and lost like a misfit
odd, muddled and confused
mind feeling a little seperate
from the body which i apparently own
disconnection, depersonalisation, dissociation
all starting with the letter D ...
of which i have no clue
so i start to write
tired, disconnected, dreamy
head in the clouds
a mind half asleep
struggling to think of words
for the next line
now line after line
the words are starting to flow
so steadily through me
writing in pace with my thoughts
i am a little sad and lost like a misfit
odd, muddled and confused
mind feeling a little seperate
from the body which i apparently own
disconnection, depersonalisation, dissociation
all starting with the letter D ...
#sadness
#anger
#grief
700 reads
14 Comments
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